Down the mountain soon
You know it will be here
She's a-lovin' her life
It's rugged every year
She's still a gentle mom
She's there at home for the children
And when she's not at home
She's up there climbing these mountains

You can't believe how nice it is just to see her
When I come home, she takes my breath away
I thank the good Lord just to be here

Pamela is ridin'
Way up the Great Divide
She's flyin' on her pony
With autumn as her guide
She's gotta live her life
She's gotta get that last ride in
Yes, she does
She can smell the winter comin'
Smell that snow a-comin' again

She can smell the winter comin'
Smell the snow a-comin' again

Words and Music by Jim Salestrom
© Field of Daisies Publishing, Inc.
 

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